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Collector of Innocents
By Nomar Knight
It hides in broad daylight
Posing as one of us
Flashing an innocent smile
Melting our defenses down
Warm eyes exude sincerity
Allowing us to bask in friendship's glow
Blind trust takes over
And we open our hearts
Not once do we suspect
Pure evil in our midst
It grins as we let our guard down
Knowing tragedy breathes near
"Where's Sally?" We shout
Our little girl never comes home
No sign of the friendly neighbor
Mr. Kind vanishes when the fog clears
The man who steals sacred trust
Wanted in eleven states
Known as the collector of innocents
Roams to slice another family's heart
© Copyright Nomar Knight 2011. All rights reserved.
A Knight Chills poem.

